Tuesday, February 20, 2007

the force

so i've been in orlando since friday. i've been at a conference for work... the national religious broadcasters conference. unfortunately, no disney world for me... i was hoping we'd have time to make it over there... but no such luck... oh well.
let me take this time to remind you that the views expressed here on my blog are my views and my opinions... not necessarily the opinions of any one else i work with, work for, know, love, met yesterday, or will meet tomorrow... these are my opinions.
having said that... during much of this conference i've been thinking... wow... these people are odd... and not odd good. don't get me wrong, you meet some really great and normal people... but they are very few and FAR between. i better not say anything else... i never would have come here on my own will... i wouldn't be here if it wasn't for my employer.... but yet i'm glad i came. it opened my eyes even more. again, there's some really great people here... but maybe we need to start our own convention... and get away from the oddness.
funny thing- there was another conference going on in this convention center at the same time- it was on the other side of the convention center. it was some sort of comic and gaming conference... you know... the kind where the fans come dressed as their favorite comic or game and/or sci-fi character? yeah, i've never seen anything like it. i had Luigi on one side and Chubaka from Star Wars on the other. and dare i say i felt more at ease with these people and had more fun walking around them than i did on the other side of the convention center. oh well, it's all over and i'm leaving for the airport soon... i'll blog more about some this jazz later on.

Monday, February 05, 2007


I have had an interesting last week or so. Very thought-provoking things going on.
Went to a funeral last week. But not just any funeral… the funeral of a man who many will always hold high and remember with great esteem. I did not know him very well… but I’d had the privilege of meeting him and being around him a few times. You know how sometimes people talk other people up so much… that they make them seem like heroes? Well, little did I know how true things were in this particular case. I thought saints of this nature were only in biblical times… or in movie scripts… or stories… or fairy tales.

But no… what this man did with his spare time and his money... what he did quietly… I truly believe all of creation will know about one day. He literally went to several SEVERAL other countries… spreading the gospel.
The scripture verse that the officiating minister read was this:

Then the king said to his men,
"Do you not realize that a prince and a great man has fallen in Israel this day?"
2 Samuel 3:38

And to think… many people have the exact same opportunities… same resources that this man had… and to hear what he did with his life and his time… made me want to be a better person. Even in his death, he inspired us to be better followers of Christ. Amazing… he was a prince for sure.

To an inheritance incorruptible, and undefiled, and that fadeth not away, reserved in heaven for you…
1 Peter 1:4


Have you ever read the words of martyrs… ever read any of their historical last words? Or have you ever read any historical account of someone who died for what they believed? If you haven’t, you should… trust me…

I feel sorry for people that don’t have some sort of passion in their lives. I’ve been reminded of what life looks like without it… and what life can look like with it. I guess the trick of it all is to live out your passion for the right reason…

For those of you who have been crazy enough to have been reading this blog of mine for a few years, you may remember when I was reading Perpetua
if you want to stroll down my memory lane… feel free to read what I wrote back then about the story and the passion.

I was at my parents’ home on Sunday afternoon and I went through some of the stuff in my old room… I was looking for something I’d written when I was 13. I found it. i knew I’d find it. But I didn’t know how much more I’d find along with it. There was a journal from my senior year in high school that my AP English teacher had required us to keep… she would give us topics to write on… and so… I was reading in it… and it was a very surreal experience to think about how much my life has been molded… and slowly shaped. I hope you've kept a journal that you accidentally find 10 years later. Maybe you should give yourself a topic every day for 5 months… or 8 months… or a whole year… and then hide it away… and then it’ll be like Christmas when you accidentally bump into it again…

oh, and among the many books I'm attempting to read right now... is one about vision. It's called Chazown. I'm thinking you just might enjoy it... i have a feeling that many of my entries to come might be from thoughts i'm having thanks to this book.